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“Her glance struck the knight in the middle of his heart. He bent his knee and said 'I am your knight!'...

And her glance was such a taste of paradise...

...that the knight Riccardo, vanquished by love, swore he would never turn his thoughts to another.”

I too know the power of a glance at the right time and place, how to make hearts sizzle over a slow fire…

…the effect of a fleeting little smile, a deceptive tear, a sudden fainting spell.

I know a thousand ways of fraudulent love, the skills and arts to easily capture a heart.

I know well the effects of a little smile, the power of a glance, to inspire love!

I've a head for whimsy, I'm quick and vivacious. I like to shine, I like to joke. If I fly into a fury, there's no restraining me!

But I manage quickly to turn it into laughter.

I've a head for whimsy, but an excellent heart!

I know how to make hearts sizzle over a slow fire, the effect of a fleeting little smile, a deceptive tear, a sudden fainting spell.

I know a thousand ways of fraudulent love, the skills and arts to easily capture a heart...

…the effect of a fleeting little smile, a deceptive tear, a sudden fainting spell.

I have the useful power to inspire love!

I've a head for whimsy, I'm quick and vivacious. I like to shine, I like to joke!

The doctor hasn't shown up yet. What impatience!

I've understood little or nothing about the little plot to deceive Don Pasquale, and now I'm waiting…

Ernesto's handwriting… I'm trembling…

- Good news, Norina. Our plot… - I wash my hands of it!

- What? What happened? - Read this.

“My Norina, I write to you with death in my heart…” We'll bring him back to life…

“Don Pasquale, duped by that scoundrel… (Thanks a lot.) …by that two-faced doctor, is marrying his sister.”

“He's throwing me out, disinheriting me. Love forces me to give you up. I'm leaving Rome today, and soon after, Europe.”

“Farewell. Be happy. This is my most ardent wish. Your Ernesto.”

- The usual ravings! - But what if he leaves?

He won't, I assure you. I'll be with him quickly, and I'll make him a part of the plot. He'll stay, and happily so.

But what is the plot?

To punish his nephew for opposing his wishes, Don Pasquale has decided to take a wife. - You've told me that.

Then I, his doctor, seeing him so firm in his purpose, change tactics and in the interest of you and Ernesto, back him up a bit.

Don Pasquale knows I have a sister in the convent. I'll pass you off as her. He doesn't know you.

I'll introduce you before anyone comes to prevent the plot. He'll be smitten as soon as he sees you. - Excellent!

He'll marry you. My cousin Carlotto will act as notary. As for the rest, think up something. Drive the old man crazy.

- We'll have him on the ropes… then… - Enough, I get it. - Splendid!

I'm ready, as long as I don't let down my dear one.

I'll cause problems, I'll make scenes, I know well what I have to do!

You know I'm Ernesto's friend. Our plot is only intended to dupe Don Pasquale.

- We're agreed, I'll do it. - I'll teach your part to you now.

- Do you want me haughty? Sad? - No, not like that.

- Shall I weep? Should I scream? - No, not like that. Pay attention a moment.

- You must play the little simple sweet girl. I'll teach you. - Sweet? Simple?

- I could give lessons in playing the sweet little thing. - Drooping head, pursed lips, puppy dog eyes…

- I'm so shy… I'm just a maiden… - Brava, you little minx! Perfect!

Thank you… your servant… yes, sir…

- Drooping head, pursed lips, puppy dog eyes… - Like this?

I'm going… we're running to the great trial!

My heart is full of confidence!

Yes, we're running to the great trial, my heart is full of confidence!

- The fireworks are about to explode. - The old man's head will spin! My revenge is about to begin!

- The old man opposes me in vain. I'll get my way! - The tempest howls and whistles. I hear the thunder…

I'm going… we're running to the great trial!

- The old man opposes me in vain. I'll get my way! - The tempest howls and whistles. I hear the thunder…

Little does Pasquale know the storm that's about to fall on his head!

- Your servant… thank you… yes sir… - Brava, like that!

- I will have my way! - The fireworks are about to begin!